Here Endeth HSC Music

HSC Music

HSC Music - the practicals at least - are done. Over. Finished. Forever. Please excuse me whilst I temporarily hyperventilate in relief.

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On how I did I can't be sure of course, but there was nothing horrifically incorrect in the performances or the viva. Just glad to have it over and done with however. The markers were nice enough of course, but just the freak outs that occur, the stress, everything that goes with having to do those sorts of performances, can really get to you. At least if you're not that good of a musician, and in light of true musicians I am glad to admit I'm mediocre. I play music for my own benefit, not for anyone else, and thus I'm glad even with the absence of perfection.

LAN

After the practical examination I sped off home and collected my computers for a LAN party. A short time after attacking my car with a pressurised disinfectant canister I arrived at Marcus' place and with a handful of others gamed the night away. Favourites were WC3 (DotA, MaD Ballz, SOS TD and a game involving melee meat hooks, though the name evades me), Enemy Territory and a handful of others. That lasted until the horrific hours of the morning (I always find it horrific when I look out the window extremely late and find the world outside is awkwardly lit in a pale glow) when I bunkered down to sleep. Note to self - Semaj stole my pillows, please avenge me and my sore neck!

So, the situation now is that I need a recovery from the recovery I was using to recover from HSC Music Practicals. At least it's a peaceful recovery however, one I can happily put up with.

Day After

-babble-
Jump to a day after I began this post (I take an eternity to write these things) and what little recovery I've been doing is yet again in jeopardy. I've entered into that dangerous emotional state where things start becoming a bit numb unfortunately - and usually I'd cure in one of two ways. One, entertainment and/or distraction. I was working towards that, about to go see Ratatouille, but unfortunately the parentals want to come which isn't usually an issue except that one of the parentals has disappeared so we can't go to the early showing and the other parental doesn't wish to go to the late showing. And I can't go by myself as then that'd be slack to the parentals... So we're going tomorrow... Saturday is the one slice of pure heaven in my week - nothing to worry about the day after (being a Sunday) and nothing to rile you up before (like earlier work on a Friday) - it's merely the calm between both storms. So, a movie on Sunday isn't as good as I'll be stressing out over Monday.

If I went past this predicament, with my mind thrown into a state of chaos, then I'd usually go lie down under the stars, watch the wonders of the sky. Surprise - can't do that. Only place I can go lie down is near the horses, and I need to keep my distance from them since the Equine Influenza issue. You see my dilemma?
-babble-

...and here must I remain...
Smerity